The meeting

Killian arrived at the pack almost at dawn. He had hurried over when Marcus, his beta, informed him about an emergency. Upon his arrival, the elders of the council came out to greet him and inform him about what was going on.

The situation was serious, or so they thought.

"We don't know why the silvermoon pack is sending threats. We also don't know what their alpha claims we have.” Lord Callaso Said.

" I think Lord Callaso is right. Alpha Lord. We can't have the midnight pack go to another war with the silvermoon pack." Another one chipped in.

"We must consider the possibility that we are facing the Silvermoon. Maybe we can reach an agreement with them." A third one added.

Killian listened to the elders carefully. He knew he didn't have the final word on these kinds of decisions but he also knew that he will never surrender or allow others to threaten him. His decision was set in stone.

"No, I am not having a talk with anyone. My land will not bow to anybody. If their alpha wants war,